James Barton: The family gets it on

And Linda forced a third finger into her steaming cunt as she recalled the first time a man had licked her pussy.

Her titties were swelling by the day and it seemed all the boys were constantly pinching, rubbing or trying to grab them. But she wouldn't let them, for Linda knew that boys couldn't keep a secret! Then, as she had walked from the theater on Lincoln Boulevard that summer evening and turned for her home near the beach, she crossed the street and saw that fellow sitting in his car, waiting like he always did around the school. She had seen him other places too – at the beach, the park, the playground – and she had seen some of the other kids get in his car from time to time, so he wasn't actually a stranger to her.

"Hi, Linda! Wanna ride?" he asked lightly as she approached, then he swung the car door open for her.

She looked at him and liked his smile even if she didn't know his name – and the thought of the two-mile walk to her home was not the least inviting to her, so she had climbed in.

They chatted lightly as the man called "Junior" drove slowly toward the beach. Linda glanced about occasionally as she told him about the movie she had just seen with Marilyn Monroe, and she noticed he kept one hand in his lap as he drove and he had a strange smile on his face. Finally, when she had finished, he turned in the seat and asked, "Hey, listen! If you don't have to go right home – we could have some fun!"

"Ah… what kind of fun?" she questioned, knowing her parents would not be home for hours – they never were on a Saturday night.

"Well – I know this place down by the Mud Flats… we could go down there and park and we could catch some kids necking and scare them – wouldn't that be fun?"

Even at thirteen, the idea didn't sound like too much fun for a Saturday night, but it just might be better than going home to that empty house, she thought – so she agreed.

When they got there, Junior turned off the headlights and they coasted down a low bill and parked next to a grove of trees with high bushes nearby.

"I don't see any neckers…" she said suspiciously.

"Shhh…" he told her, "it's a little early – you'll see." Then he looked around and told her, "Come on – let's get in the back seat where we can hide." And without waiting for an answer, the man climbed over the seat and slid down in the back.

The whole thing seemed rather foolish to her, but Linda went along with it and allowed him to help her over the seat. As he did, his hands cupped her tits and Linda's suspicions were confirmed. As she slid down in the seat, her knees against the front seat, she whispered, "How long will we have to wait?"

"Not long now, you'll see…" he whispered back, and squeezed her bare knee. She liked the feel of his rough hand there and she wondered how she could get him to move it a bit higher up.

But Linda didn't have to wonder long, for as they sat there silently, both craning their necks and looking about, Junior's hand moved slowly up her leg, and she pretended not to notice as it disappeared beneath the hem of her short skirt, then touched her inner thigh. Well! she thought a bit angrily. Why didn't he just say he wanted to play around! It was like an old game to her – older men always seemed to want it that way – like it was all happening by accident. Linda decided to go along with the game as the tips of his fingers touched her panties beneath her dress. She moved slightly then as she looked to her left, and let her hand fall to his thigh.

"Still don't see any…" she said as she felt him jump a bit.

"Oh… oh, you will…" he promised breathlessly as she pressed down with her hand as she looked around.

Linda smiled to herself. She didn't quite understand what it was that made men act so dumb when they touched her there, or when she touched them there, but they all seemed to react in the same manner – her Daddy, her Uncle Alf, Mr. Fritz next door, Mr. Dobbs at the drug store – and last year, her teacher, Mr. Pringle. And now, Junior. But whatever it was, Linda enjoyed it, and she was beginning to enjoy the sensation building between her legs as Junior's fingers found their way beneath the leg of her panties.

She leaned up again and almost giggled as the movement caused him to lose his hold on the elastic band, and as she looked around this time she moved her hand over the bulge in his pants. Linda just leaned on it as though she didn't even know it was there.

Junior moaned and she felt his other hand close over hem and squeeze. "Sumpin' the matter?" she asked innocently as he tried to get his fingers beneath the leg band of her panties again.

"Uhh… ah, no… nothin's the matter," he replied, and she noticed that he was breathing awfully fast. She sat back and spread her legs a little.

"Scratch right there…" she told him as a finger touched her cuntlips.

"Ali… where?"

"Right there where your hand is… it itches." Junior did that for her and she wiggled slightly as he moved his finger. "Oh, darn…" she said.

"S'matter?" he asked as she reached down and moved his hand away without warning.

"Can't scratch like that!" she said, lifting her hips and quickly removing her panties. "Now you can…"

Junior looked at her, curiously surprised as she sat back, spread her legs and lifted her dress.

"Well, aren't you going to scratch it for me?" she asked, and smiled. Then she reached for his swollen prick and told him, "I could scratch yours for you too if it weren't for those old pants!"

Junior had his pants around his ankles in two swift movements. "There… isn't that better than scaring neckers?" she asked him coyly as his hand went to her cunt and she gripped the throbbing length of his swollen cock.

But it seemed Junior could not speak as she stroked his prick, and Linda lifted her hips slightly as his finger exited her wet cunt. "Oh, that's nice… go deeper…" she told him.

"Oh, God!" he said thickly as Linda raised her left leg and he bent over her pussy, spreading the lips with his fingers. Linda couldn't figure out what he wanted to look at it for, but she was willing to let him so long as he continued playing with it and she could play with his prick. Then a surprising thing happened – Junior bent over further, and the next thing she knew, his mouth was on her cunt.

"Junior!" she squealed.

"Oh oh, God!" he muttered, and she felt his tongue lick her cunt wetly. It was the first time anything like that had happened to her, but it did feel good and she put her hand on the back of his head and pushed.

Linda felt a strange new sensation growing low in her stomach as the man licked her pussy, then a second surprise came when his arms went around her waist and he lifted her suddenly – and she found herself lying on her side, his head between her legs. Directly in front of her was his throbbing prick, and as Junior's tongue entered her cunt again, she thought of how nice it would be if she could make him feel as good as she did.

She took hold of his prick with both hands and licked out with her tongue. Just like an ice cream cone, she thought as she heard him moan again. And she found that it also tasted good as she moved her head forward, opened her mouth, and took the soft, plum-like head between her lips. Then Junior reached down with his hand and pushed on her head. She almost gagged, but she managed to take more of his cock in as the feeling between her legs grew – almost like she had to piss, only better – and the faster he licked and sucked, the better it got.

She took more of his throbbing cock into her mouth and breathed through her nose to keep from gagging. She felt the cockhead touch the back of her throat and she began to move her hand up and down the length the way the other men liked it, and that was when she felt him stiffen and clutch her head tightly as his prick began to jump. She didn't taste it at first, it was just a warm gushing sensation in the back of her mouth, then she realized what was happening and she began to gulp down the hot cum as he shot his load into her mouth. She felt it dribbling from the corner of her mouth and swallowed faster as she felt herself having that feeling at the same time as him. She squeezed her legs tightly about his head and let out a squeal as that warm sensation flooded her body.